BloodyLyrics

I am Blue Mongrel? No. Mutt? No. Just Blue. I sit again at the edge of a doorstep, waiting for him to stumble out and let us return to quest we sauntered upon so many years ago. I was just a pup then, as was he. The day we watched our loving home burn, along with the rest of the pack I dubbed my own, he promised to kill to perpetrators whom he thought was responsible. He's wrong. But I don't have the heart to tell him. I've no heart at all. The female had been nice. Nice enough to take me home when others called me Bitch. When others called me freak. I wandered onto the steps of a church once. Bloodied, battered, reckless, and hopeless. I